This is a song about "Ash and dre"

On this path im leaving ash

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

No time to plot retreats

Looking at me and my dre beats

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Whilst i puff this hash and dub the ash into your massive ass and laugh,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,